So, I finally decided to jump back on the horse and got out the old dating app in search of something fun. Something out of the ordinary. Something that would surprise hubby! I mean he loves it when I chat to other guys. I know it turns him on to see me flirting away with guys who could potentially fuck me. It has been a while since I found a new friend online. Although, I didn't mention to hubby I was back actively searching (not that I ever stop, but life does get busy sometimes).
I found the perfect match. His personality is what got me. He was so happy, so fun and he just managed to make me giggle from our very first conversation. Always helps when he wasn't terrible to look at either. I think we chatted for a week straight before we organised a date.
It was my first Friday night off for a while and I was excited to say the least. Honestly, most of my first dates are coffee dates, just to break the ice and to confirm that I wasn't meeting a serial killer. But this time it was an evening dinner date. A proper date if you ask me. Maybe because I just felt so comfortable with Max that I was so keen to do this!
Well dinner turned out to be super fun. Wasn't a moment of awkwardness and the conversation just flowed. Usually, my dates talk about sex pretty early on in the date but Max and I had that much fun, the topic of sex wasn't even mentioned until much later on. Before dinner was wrapping up he reached across the table... held my hand...looked me in the eye and said... "let's go back to my place and play some board games."
I died laughing!
We wrapped up dinner, jumped in an Uber and headed back to his place. I think we made it all the way into his kitchen before he wrapped his arms around me from behind and spun me around, before lifting me up and putting me on the kitchen island.
For context I was wearing a tight black shirt and a black denim skirt, so his hands had quite easy access to all my fun parts. It was at this moment, he realized I wasn't lying, when I told him at dinner that I wasn't wearing underwear or a bra!
We were kissing for a while in the kitchen as his hands so delicately caressed and explored my body when we heard a noise. I stopped instantly... he on the other hand didn't skip a beat, continuing to kiss and caress my body.
I asked him quickly if he heard that... to which he responded, "yeah don't worry about him!"
I stopped straight away. I had no idea we weren't alone. He never mentioned anything about living with someone else.
I think he sensed my apprehension. He looked me in the eyes, grinned and said, "oh yeah... I have a roommate!"
I laughed. How could this not come up in conversation. Especially since I was coming back to his place. I put it to the back of my mind, and we continued getting quite handsy on the kitchen island.
It wasn't until a couple of minutes later, when his roommate gave a little "ahem" did I realise he had come out of his room and was standing on the far side of the kitchen. We stopped kissing and had a bit of a laugh.
It was at this point when Max stepped back from me for a little bit that I realized how hot his roommate was. A little bit different to Max. He was well built. Tall. And shirtless. I mean, I haven't got to know the roommate but if you put him and Max together, you might just have the perfect guy. My mind took me to a different place. A place that I seemed to have watched on countless pornos! You know that stereotypical threesome with the roommate scenario. It usually happened with a college girl as the star.
Anyhow, I pushed it to the back of my mind and we got chatting. To be fair the banter continued. These two were like brothers. I later found out that I wasn't the first girl that they shared. We chatted about some random things and the conversation moved to the lounge room.
I was sitting with my legs over Max's legs and Chad (the roommate) was sitting across from us. I could see him glancing at my legs every now and then. My pussy was soaking from the thought of having both these guys at the same time and also about how fun this would be to go home and tell hubby. I opened my legs a bit and watched as his eyes went straight to my panty less crotch. His eyes caught mine and I gave him a little smile.
